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with the sunset
is there anybody there
i love the old melodious lays
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
sad are they who know not love
to what shall a woman liken her beloved
the air is like a butterfly
i saw god. do you doubt it?
when, full of warm and eager love
let me move slowly through the street
at midnight
in may

 



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